, why am I always the one who gets hurt? Chen Li clutched his chest in pain, and the shock wave caused by the confrontation between Zhao Zixun and Luoshan Sword easily hit Chen Li hard.

Seeing this, Chen Li didn't dare to get close to Zhao Zixun and Luoshan Jian, these two were simply immortals fighting, maybe the next shock wave could tear him apart.

Thinking of this, Chen Li ran more than ten meters into the distance in a panic before he dared to stop.

At this time, the falling mountain sword received a punch from Zhao Zixun, and the strength of both sides was like a cannon shot, and both of them were shocked and took a few steps back.

After the falling sword stabilized his figure, he looked at the palm of his hand, which was already scorched black, although it only hurt the fur, not the muscles and bones, but for him, no one had been able to hurt him for a long time.

Zhao Zixun exhaled, knowing that it was difficult to win with just this level of attack, and he had to use spells.

I saw Zhao Zixun's fingers pinched, and a layer of blue halo appeared all over his body, and the whole person was wrapped in blue light.

Luoshan Jian stared, his face was grim, and he said, "You entered the realm of Taoist Daoist at a young age, you really surprised me." ”

"Needless to say, flattery, show your real skills."

The eyes of the falling mountain sword were blazing, and he slowly pulled out the ancient sword behind him, the ancient sword was bright red, and the sword body was filled with red mist.

Zhao Zixun attracted the red sword of the falling mountain sword, and the personal disciple of the head of the Six Swords Sect used a red sword, that person was indeed a character, who once stirred up the rivers and lakes and was arrogant in the world, and was once known as the person with the deepest understanding of the sword intent of the younger generation, but then disappeared without knowing why.

The falling sword held the sword and waved it lightly into the air, and the red sword was shining brightly and dazzling.

"Sword Intent: Dugu One Slash."

After finishing speaking, Luoshan Sword's eyes opened, and his eyes flashed with red light.

The light of the red sword began to flow, like flowing water, hovering around the sword.

"Chop." The falling sword shouted.

Zhao Zixun's pupils shrank, and a domineering sword aura poured over like Mount Tai.

"One gas turns into three clears, and all things return to yin and yang."

Zhao Zixun not only did not flinch in the slightest, but used his fingers as a sword, and pointed forward, and the aura burst out from his fingertips, forming a pillar of qi, facing the red sword qi.

Red and blue meet, two different colors of light converge together, and the entire abandoned shoe factory is filled with light, like a fairyland.

Chen Li hid in the distance, he was terrified to see the skin on his body from time to time with cut marks, Chen Li was taken aback, his rank was too low, in this environment, the mortal body could not withstand this level of coercion.

"Sword Intent: The Power of the Stars."

The Falling Mountain Sword used the sword as a pen and drew a star in front of him.

The red stars trembled in the air, frantically absorbing energy from all directions, all from the sun, moon and stars.

Zhao Zixun was surprised, sword intent: The power of the stars is indeed a trick that can only be practiced by the head of the Six Swords Sect, this person actually will, it can be seen that this person is extremely likely to be related to the personal disciple of the head of the Six Swords Sect back then.

But at this time, Zhao Zixun is not allowed to think more, sword intent: the power of the stars can cut a mountain, can swing a river, and the power is not bad.

Zhao Zixun snorted coldly, his strong body was not blown out, he had been soaked in the blood of the ancient fierce beast Xuanwu for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and the blood of Xuanwu entered the seven meridians and eight veins, refining and recasting the muscles and bones around him, and at this time it was as hard as a solid stone.

Zhao Zixun's arms shook, and he wanted to use his body to catch the power of the stars of the falling mountain sword.

Biting tightly, Zhao Zixun crossed his arms in front of his body.

The falling sword snapped lightly, "Look for death." ”

Zhao Zixun glared angrily, "Come on, see if your Six Swords Gate's stunt has the ability to break my body." ”

The tip of the falling mountain sword pointed forward, and the red stars immediately flew towards Zhao Zixun.

Zhao Zixun's arms were dead in front of his body, and when the red stars came, the whole person was like being hit by a speeding car, and the skeletal muscles of the whole body were subjected to tens of thousands of tons of impact.

But Zhao Zixun's body just shook slightly, the muscles of his arms skyrocketed, and green tendons appeared.

Zhao Zixun gritted the root of his teeth, his bite force was huge, and his gums were bleeding quietly.

Burst!

Zhao Zixun's left arm and upper arm cracked, and blood spurted out.

Seeing this, Zhao Zixun didn't panic, it seemed that he was injured, but it didn't matter, it was just a skin injury, it didn't matter.

Zhao Zixun looked up at the Falling Mountain Sword, this person was not happy, his forehead was already dense with water droplets, his lips were pale, and his eyes became more and more silent.

Zhao Zixun was overjoyed in his heart, he had already heard that although the power of the stars of the Six Swords Gate was fierce, it was extremely consuming of internal force, and it seemed that today, the rumors were true, which was why Zhao Zixun chose to use his body to take the power of the stars of the Falling Mountain Sword.

The physical body is hard connected, and the aura consumed is very small, and the power of the stars used by the opponent consumes a lot of internal force, as long as the opponent can't break through his own defense, the opponent's defeat is decided.

Zhao Zixun opened his mouth and said, "What other tricks do you have?" Do as much as you can, lest you say that I will not give you a chance. ”

The mountain-falling sword's eyelids twitched, it was the first time he had encountered such a tough opponent, and someone had actually forcibly connected him with the power of the stars with his physical body.

"Boy, Hugh is rampant." The sword of the mountain answered.

"It's time for me to strike." At this time, Zhao Zixun was no longer as serious as he was at the beginning, because he had roughly explored the depth of the opponent's strength, and the other party was definitely not his opponent Zhao Zixun.

Zhao Zixun actually rushed towards the Falling Mountain Sword, with his arms in front of him, and approached the Falling Mountain Sword step by step.

For the first time, Luoshan Sword's face changed drastically, "Such a body is comparable to a fierce beast, how can a human being have such a strong body to the extreme?" ”

"Shield!"

The sword of the falling mountain shouted, and a small shield appeared on the tip of the red sword, which was only an inch long at the beginning, simple and dull, but then it was brilliant and gorgeous.

The small shield glowed, and quickly enlarged, blocking the front, and there were veins emerging on it, dense symbols, flowing out a very powerful aura.

After Zhao Zixun approached, he raised his fist and slammed it on the giant shield, and when the fist fell, the sparks suddenly flew, and the divine power surged, the nearby grass and trees turned into ashes, and the masonry turned into powder.

"Chiyan?" The eyes of the falling mountain sword widened, and the flames wrapped in Zhao Zixun's fist at this time were not as good as Fang Cai, this time it was the famous Red Flame, which could burn out the divine fire of three thousand weak water.

"Open!" Zhao Zixun drank loudly and threw another punch.

Zhao Zixun was very strong, and with the blessing of Chiyan, this blow fell, and the giant shield made a crisp sound, and cracks appeared.

"What?" The falling mountain sword exclaimed, his giant shield had cracked only under the second punch, this Zhao Zixun looked at it just a Taoist Daoist realm skill, but seeing it like this, I am afraid that it is not a simple Daoist realm, he has other shocking means.

Zhao Zixun saw that the giant shield had cracked, so he raised his fist and struck again, and the fiery red fist poked out, which was incomparably powerful and extremely fast.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The giant shield fell apart and split into several pieces.

The Falling Mountain Sword was shocked, and his only defensive technique was broken in this way, which shocked him.

At this time, I saw Zhao Zixun roaring, and the crack of his fist was shining, and this punch had the potential to open the mountain.

Bang!

This punch went down, and it really hit the body of the falling mountain sword.

The falling mountain sword is a swordsman, it is just a good swordsmanship, and it does not have a strong body like Zhao Zixun, so this punch hit its body, its body immediately flew upside down, and when its body hit the wall of the abandoned shoe factory, the thick wall was like a piece of tofu at this time, and it cracked at the touch of a button, and instantly broke a big hole, and the body of the falling mountain sword flew out of the big hole, and it fell to the ground dozens of meters later, smashing the ground into a huge pit, and the dust was rolling.

Luo Shanjian felt as if his internal organs had been displaced, and the huge impact force damaged his meridians, and he couldn't lift his qi for a while.

Luoshan Jian understands that he loses, he can't lift his spirit, all his tricks can't be used, and he is just a lamb to the slaughter.

Zhao Zixun slowly walked out of the workshop, walked to the side of the falling mountain sword, picked up the red sword next to the falling mountain sword, and played with it in his hand, this sword is a good weapon, at least there is a sword soul in it, because when Zhao Zixun first touched it, the sword body trembled violently, indicating that the sword soul was resisting.

But the resistance of the sword soul is useless, Zhao Zixun's strength is far above the falling mountain sword, and this sword soul does not have the capital to confront him Zhao Zixun.